or software and they are all crap.
I want this job.
As my life appears to move very fast now and I get all my stuff done at once. I will probably be due a early midlife crisis by next year.
then you have to talk to other dog owners.
f**king animals go absolutely mental. They remain totally oblivious to the effect that they and their dogs have on other people.
In turn, their owners' houses smell of wet dog.
Why would one wish to live amongst the smell of wet dog?
Carry it in a bag and hope to find a public bin somewhere. f**k that.
And I say that as not-at-all-a dog-lover. Damned things want to eat me, half the time.